His friend Tim was there too.Wayne and Tim stared at each other for several moments before my brother said, "No Marsha, I'm not going to fuck you." "...ayne, fuck me." I said. "Wayne, I really need you to fuck me. Please, please, please." Wayne looked confused. He looked around like he didn't know what to say. "No Marsha, I'm not going to fuck you." Wayne sounded a little annoyed. I wasn't sure why he didn't want to fuck me. But, to be honest, I wasn't totally sure how to fuck. Maybe. And sucking twenty to thirty dicks a day. When we got a really good schedule for her going...and she is taking dick pretty much all day and night, we will pull her out of school, so she can work full time at her God given talent. I bet some of those boys on the football team are well hung...especially the black boys, huh?" > "I tell you, dad. You have never seen dick like some of those nigger dicks. And both you and I are really well hung. But they got us beat. We got this one dude, Jamal, I. ? Fresh tears welled in the girls eyes. ?What do you want from me?? she moaned. ?Please stand on the red dot, Tina.? Shoulders slumping in defeat, the girl pulled her panties up and rose, walked to the middle of the room and stood on the painted circle, head hung in shame. ?Good girl. Are you hungry?? Tina?s stomach growled at the thought. ?Yes,? she said quietly. ?I want you to say: ?Please, may I have something to eat, sir.?? Anger flared again and she raised her head, eyes flashing. ?Not a. So why don’t you get on your knees and get a closer look at me pissing. A lot of white men like to watch me piss up close like that.”My mind was still in a haze and I did as Carl said. I was soon on my knees with my face just inches from his thick cock spewing that beer piss. His cock continued to harden. By the time the flow was lessening I was holding an eleven-inch cock in my hand and it had to be at least six inches around. I had never seen or touched a foreskin before since my cock is cut..